INICIAR SESIÓNCompartir
CHAPTER 17.
Fecha de publicación:
2026-07-20 23:02:33
Último capítulo
Between Two Brothers CHAPTER 20.
ISLA'S POVThe weekend had been my sanctuary in the chaos. After the whirlwind of the gala, the explosive confrontation at Mum’s restaurant, I’d carved out quiet plans: a Saturday morning at the farmer’s market with Mum, afternoon tea with Thea to catch up on things we missed about each other and a peaceful Sunday buried in a book with no Blackthornes in sight. A fragile thread of control in a life that felt increasingly like a chessboard.My phone buzzed twice in quick succession as I curled up on the couch, a cup of chamomile tea cooling on the side table. There were two messages, from two different worlds colliding."Julian: Isla, I’ve missed you. Prepare something beautiful for Saturday evening. I’ll pick you up at 7.""Dare: Spain trip confirmed. Official meetings on the Voss restructuring, for one week. Prepare accordingly—business attire and evening wear. Car will collect you Monday morning. This is non-negotiable, Isla"Anger flared in me, hot and immediate. I stared at the s
Between Two Brothers CHAPTER 19.
DARE'S POVThe rain hammered the windshield as my driver navigated the winding roads toward Finn’s secluded townhouse on the outskirts of London. My blood still boiled from the confrontation in my father’s study. Victor’s threats echoed like a death knell— send her away—and Julian’s smug face haunted every shadow. I needed clarity, strategy, and someone who understood the machine I was trapped in without being another cog in Victor’s wheel.Finn Carlisle had been that someone since Spain. My right hand. My brother in arms through the darkest deals and sleepless nights. He opened the door before I could knock, his sharp eyes reading my expression instantly.“Dare. You look like you just walked out of a war zone. Get in here.”I shrugged off my damp coat and followed him into the warmly lit study. Books lined the walls, a fire crackled in the hearth, and a half-empty glass of whiskey waited on the side table—Finn always seemed prepared for my storms. I poured myself a generous measure a
Between Two Brothers CHAPTER 18.
DARE'S POVI slammed open, the heavy oak doors to my father’s private study at the Blackthorne estate with a force that rattled the crystal decanters on the sideboard. Rain lashed the tall windows behind him, mirroring the storm raging inside me. Victor Alistair Blackthorne didn’t flinch. He sat behind his massive desk like a king on his throne, reviewing documents under the glow of a green banker’s lamp, as if the world—and his son—bent to his schedule.“You summoned pressure for me to settle down publicly,” I snarled, stalking forward. My fists clenched at my sides, knuckles white. “And now I hear whispers of an engagement? From the board? From you? What the hell are you playing at, Father?”Victor set his pen down with deliberate precision, his sharp eyes lifting to meet mine. The same eyes that had orchestrated my exile to Spain, that had fed me lies about Isla until I’d become this—cold, ruthless, and dangerously obsessed. “Playing? I’m preserving our legacy, Darian. Something yo
Between Two Brothers CHAPTER 17.
ISLA'S POVThe aroma of fresh herbs and sizzling garlic filled Mum’s restaurant, a small haven of warmth in the bustling London streets. I’d slipped away during my lunch break, craving the comfort of familiar walls and my mother’s knowing smile. After the charged chaos of the gala and the lingering heat of Dare’s kiss in the car, I needed space to breathe and to think.I was wiping down a corner table when the door chimed. Julian stepped inside, his usual polished composure cracked with urgency. He scanned the room before locking eyes with me.“Isla. We need to talk. Now.”My mother glanced over from the kitchen pass, her brow furrowing. I gave her a reassuring nod and led Julian to a quiet booth in the back. “This better be important. I have to get back to the office soon.”He slid an envelope across the table, his hand trembling slightly. “It’s more than important. This, is proof. Real proof about what Dare did in Spain.” His voice was low, intense. “Elena Voss wasn’t just a busines
Between Two Brothers CHAPTER 16.
ISLA'S POVThe invitation came without warning, delivered to my desk by Dare’s personal courier in a heavy cream envelope sealed with the Blackthorne crest. Darian Blackthorne requests the pleasure of Isla Harlow’s company as his date at the Annual Imperial Charity Gala. Not assistant but a date. My stomach twisted as I read it, the memory of Victor’s bribe and the charged elevator ride still fresh.Dare didn’t ask me. He simply informed me at the end of the workday, his dark eyes challenging me to refuse. “Wear something that makes them remember you belong there with me.”The gown he’d arranged—deep midnight blue silk that hugged my figure before flowing elegantly to the floor—made me feel both powerful and exposed as we stepped out of the town car at the historic venue. Crystal chandeliers glittered overhead, and the elite of London society mingled in a swirl of designer gowns and tailored tuxedos. Dare’s hand rested possessively at the small of my back, his touch burning through th
Between Two Brothers CHAPTER 15.
ISLA'S POVVictor Alistair Blackthorne’s office felt like a pressure chamber, every inch designed to remind visitors of their insignificance. The heavy oak desk gleamed under recessed lighting, the London skyline a distant, conquered backdrop. I sat straighter in the leather chair, heart hammering against my ribs, but I refused to shrink. After weeks of Serena’s barbs, Dare’s mind games, and Julian’s calculated concern, I had found my spine. Victor would not break it today.“You summoned me, Mr. Blackthorne,” I said, keeping my voice even. “If this is about the Mercer file, Dare and I—”“This has nothing to do with spreadsheets or acquisitions,” Victor cut in, his tone smooth as aged whiskey and twice as dangerous. He leaned forward, sharp eyes dissecting me. “Your position here is more dangerous than you realize, Isla. Far more. You’re not just caught between my son and nephew. You’re standing in the middle of a web of secrets that have destroyed stronger women than you.”I swallowed
Between Two Brothers CHAPTER 4.
ISLA'S POVThe ring on my finger felt like ice.I stared down at it, my heart hammering so loudly I was sure everyone could hear it over the low hum of the restaurant. My mouth had opened, the word “yes” balancing on my tongue like a white flag. I was tired of fighting. I was jobless, terrified fo
Between Two Brothers CHAPTER 3.
ISLA'S POV I stared at the imposing glass tower of the Blackthorne Group, my stomach twisting into knots. The morning sun glinted off the building like a mocking smile, reminding me exactly where I stood—far below the people inside.Swallowing my pride tasted like ash. Yesterday, after the disaste
Between Two Brothers CHAPTER 2.
ISLA'S POVThe morning sun filtered through my bedroom curtains, but I couldn't bring myself to face it.I hadn’t told my mother about losing my job yet. When she had called me early this morning, her voice bright with the bustling sounds of her restaurant kitchen in the background, the truth choke
Between Two Brothers CHAPTER 1.
ISLA'S POVThe ticking of the office clock had become the metronome of my despair.Six years. For two thousand, one hundred and ninety days, I had survived in the sleek, glass-and-steel corridors of the Blackthorne Group, fueled entirely by a promise that was slowly turning to ash.In the beginning
También te puede gustar
Her Graceful War Song
Summer's Blaze971.7K vistasI Want You Back
Meminger534.9K vistasOn Her Daddy’s Bed!
Xee write678.4K vistasBound to the CEO
wandering jedi698.1K vistasThe CEO's Silent Revenge
ZENITH_WRITER82 vistasCHOOSING MY EX'S HOCKEY RIVAL
BJORN77 vistasCONTRACT BRIDE FOR THE CEO
Mocha29 vistasGame Over, Mr. Devoss: Your Wife Is Gone
Jane Besh18 vistas
